C h. 3
I looked up at Brandon from the ground in fear. Lightning shone like a bright light all around him. He shook with the force of it. The fluorescent green of the iris in his eye suddenly flooded the whites of his eyes turning his eye entirely green except for the pupil. The pupils shrunk down to a dot that was barely visible. His eyes suddenly started to glow brightly. His head fell forward, limply, till he was staring straight ahead with a blank look on his face. His lips started moving quickly.
What is he saying?
I got to my feet and moved a little closer.
"Kan Ji Zai Bo Sa Gyo Jin Han-nya Ha Ra Mi Ta Ji Sho Ken Go On Kai Ku Do Is-sai Ku Yaku Sha Ri Shi Shiki Fu….." He mumbled, still shaking
I walked around him till I stood directly in front of him. He stared straight through me almost as if I wasn't there. Some of my agents pointed their guns at him and started to shoot darts at him. The darts fried in the lightning before they could reach him. The lightning around him suddenly started to fork out and started to strike out at my agents. They started to run in panic trying to get away from the bolts of lightning. I stared up at Brandon in fear filled awe.
"He has awakened!" I yelled at my agents.
They all turned and stared at me. Then all of the agents with handguns dropped their guns and loaded up in trucks. They drove off leaving enough trucks for my remaining elite agents. The agents with the rifles, the elite agents, all stayed. They looked at Brandon with blank faces, dodging the lightning bolts.
Aaron stood by himself on the other side of the lawn. My agents must have completely forgotten about him. I watched in, frozen in surprise, as he ran up to one of my elite agents and tackled him. The agent next to the tackled one pointed his gun at Aaron and shot a tranq at him. The dart landed in his back. Aaron quickly fell limp on the agent that he tackled. The agent that was tackled by Aaron pushed him off of him and dragged him to one of the remaining trucks. I looked around a bit and saw another agent dragging Caleb to the truck.
I turned back to Brandon. He was still mumbling, eyes staring straight through me. The lightning around him was slowly starting to become dimmer. I watched as my elite agents continued to dodge the bolts of lightning.
"Lisanna!" I heard one of them yell at me
I looked up to see one of the bolts of lightning striking out at me. My eyes widened in surprise. I jumped out of the way right before it hit the ground where I was standing. I looked back up at Brandon, from the ground, only to have to dodge another bolt of lightning. I rolled out the way and jumped to my feet ready to run away from another bolt.
When I turned back to Brandon I saw the large lightning bolt that struck him traveled back up into the sky. The sky cleared and the sun came out from behind the clouds. He stopped shaking. He fell to his knees with that blank look still on his face. His eyes stopped glowing and the green traveled back to the iris, the whites of his eye showing again. Smoke lifted up off his charred clothes, flesh, and hair. His bangs fell down unevenly across his forehead, sticking up in some places. His blank face was suddenly transformed into a furious expression. His eyes widened with fury and shifted around all over the place, blindly. I looked closely at his eyes. They looked cloudy, like he was blind or couldn't see. He jumped to his feet, shaking in fury.
I watched in shock as he took a stiff, unsteady, step forward. His eyes finally cleared and, after they swiftly swam over the scene around him, they locked on me. They were wide with crazed fury. I backed up a few steps. I stood frozen with fear as he slowly walked towards me till he stood directly in front of me.
He stood in front of me shaking. He raised his hand, clenched into a fist.
"What do you want with us? What did we do to you? You hurt my family." He said. His eyes calmed a little and his fist lowered a little.
"Why? Why are you doing this to us?" He looked at me strait in the eye
I looked straight back at him in alarm. His face had such a hurt expression on it. This was the boy, who only 30 minutes before I couldn't tell what he was feeling. All I sensed from him earlier was an overwhelming sense of coldness. Now he was expressing so many strong feelings. Suddenly his face lost its hurt look. He shoved his face closer to mine. His eyes had a crazed look in them again.
"You hurt my family. I don't care if you work for the government and have all these giant goons working for you, I am going to beat the crap out of you." He said, glaring at me
He pulled his face away from mine and raised his fist again. I ducked my head, as his fist rushed towards my face. He suddenly stopped. His whole body seemed to relax, and his raised fist fell to his side, before his eyes flicked up to look at the sky, looking at a bird flew by overhead. He looked back at me as he reached for the back of his neck. He pulled something out of it and looked down at it in his hand. He looked back up at me again with a numb, yet somehow terrified and furious, stare before he fell into my arms. I stood in shock for a second holding him, before one of agents took him from my arms and dragged him to one of the trucks. Another one of my agents guided me to the truck.
As we walked toward the truck I looked around. I saw most of the neighbors standing in their lawns, watching us with fear filled eyes.
"Were gonna have to come back later to take care of the neighbors. They can't be allowed to remember any of what they saw today." I said
I climbed in the back of the truck with a couple of my men as the rest of my men hopped in the front.
Lying across the large floor of the truck were the brothers. I slammed my fist into the side of the truck signaling that it was good for the driver to take off. The truck started up and we drove off.
I looked down at the brothers. Aaron was resting, surprisingly, peacefully. He had a lot of bruises and his hair was messed up but he looked calm. Caleb was bruised all over too and his longish hair was sticking up all over the place. He looked troubled. He twitched every now and then in his sleep. Brandon had a huge hole in his shirt, and his pants were now the length of shorts. His skin was charred and his hair was just a little burned. His eyebrow and cheek were still bleeding slightly and he had large bruises all over his body. He looked kinda sickish.
I grabbed my radio.
"Driver. Get to the facility fast. The subjects need immediate medical attention." I said into the radio
"Got it." He replied
The truck sped up a bit. We drove in silence for a while. I started getting very tired. I lay down across the seat. I watched the brothers in silence. My eyes started to droop. My body was beginning to feel numb. We suddenly hit a bump in the road. The impact tossed me up in the air. I landed on the floor, beside Caleb, on my side. I bumped my arm on the floor of the truck. I let out a sharp squeak of pain. I grabbed my arm and looked at it. It was burned. I must have burned it when Brandon awakened. I was a little too close to the lightning.
I shot a look at Brandon. I grabbed my arm and held it close to my body. My body was already starting to feel numb again. I was starting to shake. I suddenly remembered I was on the floor. I rolled over on my belly and pushed myself up with my unburned arm. I had just picked myself up when I felt my legs fly out from beneath me. I landed on my back. I looked around and saw Caleb lying with his leg splayed out beneath me. He must have kicked my legs out from beneath me.
"Why you little-"I said
I stopped and got a closer look at him. He was still unconscious. I stood up again and I kicked his leg back into place. When I had sat down in my seat again I looked down at my hands. They were shaking badly. I looked up at one of my agents.
I wonder what it would be like to rip everyone of his limbs from his body. It would probably be fun.
Pain shot through my head. I tried to move my hands to my head to cradle it. My hands didn't respond. Looking down at them in confusion, I tried again. They slowly moved towards my head and stiffly held it.
My eyes widened in shock. It's happening again. I need my medicine.
I looked at one of my agents.
"Where is my bag?" I asked him
He looked around a little bit before he spotted in in the far corner of the bag. He grabbed it and tossed it to me. It slipped from my shaking hands and fell to the ground. He looked at me in surprise. Ignoring his surprise, I picked up the bag and opened it. I grabbed a small medical pouch from inside of it. I pulled it out of the bag and opened it. It surprised me when I saw it was full of empty needles. My eyes widened. I started shaking more. It was starting to get really cold.
I looked around inside of my bag some more. I started to throw things out of it. I grabbed my radio.
"Can we move any faster?" I asked the driver, my voice shaking
"Yes, but is it really necessary?" he asked me
I looked over at Brandon. He was starting to get pale. I looked down at my hands again. They were shaking uncontrollably.
"Yes!" I yelled into the radio.
As the truck speed up a little bit more, I looked over at my agents. They were staring at me, eyes wide in surprise.
"Do either of you have any adrenaline shots with you?" I asked them, voice quavering
"Yeah." the one on the left said
He reached over and grabbed his bag. He reached into it and grabbed an adrenaline shot out of it. He handed it over to me. I snatched it from his hands with shaky hands. I shoved the needle into my chest, with a gasp of pain, and then gave a small sigh of relief as the adrenaline started to flow through my veins. The crazy thoughts started to go away.
"This is gonna have to do till we get back." I said to myself
I huddled into a corner as I slowly started to start shaking less. We soon came to a turn and pulled to a stop. I looked around the curtain that separated the front from the back. We pulled up the gate at the front of the asylum. The guard let us in and we drove to the back of the asylum to the entrance that lead to the infirmary. I got out of the truck and walked shakily into the building.
"Get them out of the back and send them to the infirmary for medical attention immediately." I said
Insane thoughts started to fill my head again.
What if I didn't take them to the infirmary? Would they die? If that happened I could do whatever to them. I could rip their eyes out of their heads and they wouldn't squirm, and scream. But the screaming is the best part. Maybe they should live. Hmmmm. Well I can't hurt them. Then I would get in trouble. Maybe someone else. I can hurt someone else. Then I might not get in trouble.
I heard one of the agents call for some of the nurses. Those thoughts flew from my head. I looked around and saw some nurses running out of the facility. As they came running out of the facility, I stopped one of the nurses
"The boy with the black hair needs the most medical attention. He'll need to be treated first. He's starting to get very pale. Oh, and I'll be coming to the infirmary for some help later too. They put up the biggest fight of all the bionic weirdoes I've ever had to capture." I said with an awkward laugh
"Ok, hun." The nurse said
"Thank you" I said
I walked into the building. I walked down the empty hallway till I got to a two way part at the end of the hall, the sound of my shoes clicking echoing loudly.
My shoes, they make a noise that sounds so lonely. I like it. The echoes like that of a murderer walking alone down an empty alleyway.
I turned left and walked down another hallway.
No. No murderers. No alleyways. I just need to go get my medicine and there won't be any need for that stuff.
At the end of the hallway was an elevator. I got in and pressed for the basement. When I got to the basement floor I got out of the elevator and walked down a straight dark hallway.
Of course there are murderers. There's always room for a murderer or two. Oooooo. And look at this dark hallway. It's perfect. The perfect place for a murder. Too bad there no one around to kill.
No, that's a good thing. I don't want to kill. I just need medicine. So go away! I don't need you to make decisions for me!
I walked to the end of the hallway till I stood in front of a large metal door. I knocked once on the door.
"Come in." I heard a man's voice say
I opened the door and walked in slowly. I closed the door behind me and walked across the small room to a chair. On the other side of the dark room, there was a desk with a shadowy figure sitting behind it.
Someone to kill! Kill! Death! Blood! Die die die die die die die die. DIE!
No! I can't kill him. Not allowed. Stop screaming. STOP!
"We got the three new bionic kids. All male. They are in between 13-15 years of age." I said
"That's great." The man said
"They are in the infirmary right now. We had a bit of a tough time trying to get them to come." I said
"I hope nobody was to badly hurt." He said
Pain! Death! End him. End him! END HIM!
NO!
"Oh we had a big fight. I'll have to go to the infirmary after I'm done here." I said
"Oh, are you ok?" He asked me
Don't worry about her! Worry about me! I need to be free. You keep me trapped inside. I need to be the only you there is! He doesn't let me do that does he? So why don't we kill him? That would make everything better. No more leash. No more pain of needles. No more pain. No more you! Just me. The other you. The true you! The only you there needs to be.
"Sir?" I asked the man
No! I'm the only us there needs to be. I'm the real one. That leash on you makes me live. You would destroy us if you took over! Like that time. I'll continue to cage you for as long as I live! Leave me ALONE!
"What?" he replied irritably
"I need my medicine again." I said
"When was the last time you had one?" My father asked me sitting up and pulling open a drawer. He pulled out a needle.
Put it away! Stop! Put it back! We don't need it! We are fine. I'm soon gonna be the only one of us there is, so put it back!
"5 days ago." I said lowering my head
"5 days ag- why did you wait that long?" He asked, angrily raising his voice
"I don't kno-" I said
"You know you can't control yourself. You could die if you don't take that shot more often than just once a week! You need to take them every day." He said walking over to my side
Get away from us! Go away! Stop!
He grabbed my arm and jabbed the needle in it. I winced in pain. As the medicine flowed into me completely I stopped shaking. I sat up strait and stood, walking toward the door.
Stoooooo-!
You stay caged inside! I don't need you.
"I'm completely out of the medicine in my pouch. I need to restock. I'll come by later to get them. Right now I have some stuff to take care of." I said holding my burned arm.
"Ok. Be careful and remember your medicine." He said with a hint of a threatening warning in his voice as I closed the door behind me.
"Yes, father." I said in a soft voice after I closed the door